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Pretty lips I wanna take a sip Well you got me wrapped up round your wrist Like a Fitbit, bit Lips, pretty lips I wanna take a sip, sip Well you got me wrapped up round your wrist... Now if you let me inside tonight Put you up, decor Lay you both out Like a purple polypropylene rug on the floor Barely made it through the door Before I start picturing the pillow Covering the face that you make While I go down for more Wear you like a crown, silver gown Put you gently on the ground You're in trouble now, sliver down Wrap your legs around my neck Make room in your pink polyester pocket Pop it, snug Consume all of me You can definitely grab me by the vest, or sleeve or cuff Pretty lips I wanna take a sip Well you've got me wrapped up round your wrist Just like a Fitbit, bit Lips, pretty lips I wanna take a sip, sip Got me wrapped up round your wrist Just like a Fitbit Take a sip Well you've got me wrapped up round your wrist Just like a Fitbit, bit Lip, pretty lips I wanna take a sip, sip Got me wrapped up round your wrist Like a Fitbit, bit Watch me on your boyfriend Take him by the mouth, pour him out Head and shoulders going out Make sure I got every drop, drop But he got a little bit on my crop top Lemme go and grab a towel Steady now Gonna rest my mouth on his cookie Watch him crumble, Fingers tap dance down the lace, see you fumble Wanna rock the boat, hear it rumble Like the slot to my gumball And he sputters when I tug Face glazing over Take it to the sofa Butterfly belly when I rub Flap, double tap Buzzing but I don't do Bumble I tend to mumble By the sea I'm a freak Like it salty Like it bleak Kinda neaky with the beat Keep it humble But I wanna sweep feet With a sweet treat Sinking in the teeth No trouble If you don't have what I need I think I'm gonna leave So please... pretty, pretty please Would you not pop my bubble Let him tend to your garden Beg for your pardon Umming and uhhing Sweaty betty brought the butter Spread it like, darling My head game gutter Riverbed lover Let's do it like a bargain Act like I'm asking Make a moment lasting Better grab the rudder Never disembarking Haven't ever paid for parking That's just jargon Puff, puff, passing uh... Lips Pretty, pretty lips I wanna take a sip Got me wrapped up round your... Cross your legs behind his waist Say his name I'll press my lips along your face You love the way I never overdo my stay Just one day Anyway gonna go say Goodbye to those... Kudos to those... Lalalala-
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